#maviscampbell

[ziggykyeons]

closed for: @maviscampbell

where: ziggy's diva refuge (his place)

"I know it's like, a state of emergency, but this is so much fun."

Day-drinking, constant company and a revolving door of his favourite people under one roof wouldn't make him necessarily wish for more blackouts but he couldn't say he would mind it either.

( As long as he could disinvite Mack from the next one. )

He hands Mavis the glass of wine he had poured for her and keeps his own, the contents of it sloshing within it's confines as he showcases the photograph of Mariska Hargitay that had a permanent resident on the fridge.

"This is the abode's Detective Benson. She kind of functions the way a bible does in a courtroom during a trial. You cannot swear on Olivia and tell a lie."

[borawinters]

closed for: @maviscampbell

where: oasis

The name Mavis inspired some vague recollection in him when he had first read it, not unusual enough for him to ponder too much on the why. There wasn't technically a vacancy open at the club but he liked to advertise as such to keep his present staff on their toes. If he happened across someone he thought would be a good fit, he would find the payroll if it meant more money coming in.

At the knock on his office door, he put down the resume he had been scanning with some curiosity and beckoned the potential hire in from behind his desk.

"It's open, come in."

[atlasnolan]

closed for: @maviscampbell

where: ocean crest rooftop, nov 15th

"Well, well, well. Look what the cat dragged in," Atlas greets with a grin on his face, knowing even after how long it had been since he had seen her last that it could only be Mavis Campbell loitering on the rooftop and looking as unsure as him about being there, "Scotch is roaming around somewhere as well, proper family reunion this is turning into. Didn't think I'd be dressed for prom when I imagined that though."

[buddywellls]

closed for: @maviscampbell

where: exes bonfire on the beach

Buddy doesn't mean to stare -- though he still does it -- his mind trying to place where he knows the woman who was fixing his drink from and coming up short. It felt like the worst kind of déjà vu, a biting little niggle that would irritate him until he finally asked about it.

"Hey. Maybe a weird question but, have we met before? I don't think we have but you seem familiar."

[borawinters]

closed for: @maviscampbell

where: four leaf

"I'll get that," Bo offers, stepping into the free space next to the brunette at the bar that was the more appealing option than the one on the other end where the thick accented regular who he suspected may have had rabies was.

He tacts on a whiskey for himself in the order, leaning his hip against the bar top as he pays no heed to what the bartender was fixing and focuses his attention on the woman to his left, "You're not from here, are you? You'd know the service in here was terrible if you were."